Yesterday was one of those days where, by the end of Sacrament Meeting, Chris and I were both wondering why we even bother to go. I do know that the talks were on reverence, but my children weren't listening, so I didn't get to hear any more than that.
After breaking up fights over the crayons or who gets to color in the Dora coloring book, or explaining for the fiftieth time why Lexi can't play with Ellie's doll and no there still aren't any snacks in the bag, not since two minutes ago when you last asked, we were exhausted. Ellie spent the sacrament prayer kneeling backward on the bench and shhhhhhhing the people behind us, who were actually being quite reverent. Lexi can't sit still for more than three seconds (it's true - we've timed her), and Vicki was grumpy because I wouldn't let her take off her sweater (it was COLD!). Then, to top things off, it was High Council Sunday and the second speaker went over. Such a fun day.
I decided to stop sounding like a broken record and use different wording each time I reminded (pleaded with) Ellie to be quiet, so one time I leaned over and said, "You need to quiet your voice down." She whirled around to face me and said, in a very not-quiet voice, "NO! YOU need to quiet YOUR voice down!"
At least we provide endless entertainment for the people sitting behind us.